It takes a while for most duck hunters to learn that and it is damn easily forgotten in the rush on a big flock coming in ... which reminds me...... Staying in a friends camp in on an island in the St. Lawrence, about 20 years ago, 3 of us. Larry and I had hunted together for years and were pretty good at getting the birds, the other guy was a "newbie" , about 3 years experience and had him a dog about 1 year old which he kept telling us was the best damn duck dog in the whole universe........ It was opening morning of the second half of a split season and we had done our scouting and knew where to be, got there way early and set out 50-60 decoys and got into the blind for coffee and the enjoyment of seeing dawn come up with sounds of ducks quacking and birds awakening.. just beautiful. Just after dawn started breaking a big flock of bluebills got up and started swinging, they spotted our set and started for them like they were long lost girlfriends, the whole damn flock of probably 200 were homing in on us like we were magnetic and were just about 20 yds out of range when the best damn dog in the world busted through the front of the blind and told those damn birds that this was his shoal and they had best leave..... they did.
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